Lyrics:
Look like he rocking a snap back
Tryna catch up but by me you shall not pass
I keep a staff
Gonna support my all but I don't know bout being a stan
you mean
If you got some drama, don't bring it to me
Cause I stay with Gunna and he got a beam
Somebody give him the MVP
I'm ballin I feel like embiid
behind with what could be
Chorus
Bring me a higher love
Give me a higher love oh oh
Bring me a higher love
Rasta love
Rasta love
Is what we are dreaming
pictures
Listen to me, I see your career goin' sky high
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi
And every time I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
bring the vibe up, vibe up)
Start with me and you'll be mine forever
Start with me so we can just shine together
With one word I fill you up with
Thinking I was wrong
And you were right
About this life
I got my DVD’s and magazines
Familiar friends to keep me company
Been watching you so long
seen, what I've seen, you would enjoy what life brings
Living the American dream they say the best things in life are free
If you seen, what I've seen
a flirt)
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low (I'm a flirt)
And when she's wit her man lookin' at me, damn right (I'm a flirt)
So homie don't bring
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
pictures
Listen to me, I see your career goin' sky high
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi
And every time I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
from the soul
I bring it from the soul
And nobody's going to stop me as i go
Nobody's going to stop me like Khadafi
Or like Diana was run off by
BRING IT ON BY ENISSY
Bring me eba, egusi and fish eh
This life e no easy, I can’t come Jill myself e no easy
Baby, bring it to me bring it, uuuh
home with me
She get it from her momma
You can't tie a sweater over that ass
Or hide it in pajamas
We lay back, blowin' ganja
DVD, she make it hard
home and family
And you tell me you aint't got no DVD
I say you tell me you ain't got no DVD
It costs too much to drive your SUV
It takes too long
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
two times
And young nigga, keep coastin'
Turn on the DVD and watch myself on TV
It's killings after killings but they don't know it's me
It's lil'
You ain't the one to
Bring me down, bring me down
You ain't the one to
Bring me down, bring me down
You ain't the one to
Bring me down, bring me
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
DVD?s clogged arteries and MP3?s,
He?s got this antisocial mental brain disease.
And I want to break him out, want to show him the world.
Want
people try to put you down
Just walk on by, don't turn around
You only have to answer to yourself
Don't you know it's true what they say
That life
and adopted
By the streets but the
Gift he brought with him to this world
Will effect our outlooks on not only
Rap music but on life as well, forever
Forever
Looks so good to me
The trash you feed me (Life on TV)
Such a glamorous life, in the public eye
Get season three
It's out on DVD
Director's cut
It's
grungy
The fears want me, to bring me to the hills of this country
So they can jump me, feel me up, in land and dump me
Damn right I said it bluntly
I
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
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